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hit record
My s**t scored by DocWho 
The kick from a korg
Yamaha baseline
cvalon board
Be warned 
I walked 8 miles in a storm 
cnd ain't na'an negus

complicated blood on they hands.
Ice cold, concentrated Minute Maid cans.


Verse 2:
Yeah we need change like the merch table poppin'.
Lead in the pipes, dirt

Okay.

This a old

school joint

right here.


Yeah.


Okay,


let's risk

it all then

go back and

fix it later

before I

started

rapping,


I

Sets my weekly vibe ( Greenline)
Caribbean Bakery
At the end of the redline
Fat laces in K- swiss
Rocking Karl ki ni
30th in King
Is where I learned

on the remote and it actually got stuck in her fat folds
What?

The Supreme Court has decided in favour of stealing the tiny horse card

Aya-Bee!
Fwee! (Yeah

the rear
After the first few weeks i knew the end was near
But let a big fat bitch just grind my gears
She's a gold digger so yeah take me to court
For

It was just like this
When my parents were killed
Right before my eyes
By shinobi
Of the Hidden Leaf
Because of the existence of love
Sacrifice is

trouble in a scuffle 
No GBP, Hull boys know the struggle 
Hull boys have been to The Deep 
Seen Peter Levy on the TV 
And been dragged round Prinny Quay by

I'm up in the section, giving directions
Bitch come right here, I see you flexing
Pass me that drink, come get your blessin
Got bro by me, no time

the 9 on my back Ima threat Joe Burrow
Flew my caliber and pack From Cali to New Orleans
Gave her flowers she alive Pink runts when I spoiled her
I Put

a pastor
I mean, I'm flattered but, I'm not a god, I'm a man
Some shit I'll never understand

Look, all I get is daps and hugs, some dabs and drugs
From joe

it's way and when I'm finished
All I know is get a bag, why you sittin' on your ass
All my pops in my head, every time I'm finna crash

Yeah I'm rollin'

Gotta keep it 100 just to pass lil nigga
School of hard knocks raise your hand, they call me mister
Yeah, I'm the king and they know that
Street

the night but baby you ain't gotta (yeah) 




CHORUS 1 


I just know where you could take me 
When you levitate me 
Get in, elevate me 
Right where you

Bro I have mad stank dick
From last night
Yeah
What happened
Bro I don't even know
I woke up in this motel room and I had this voicemail on my phone

wait

Ice in my veins like I'm D-Lo
I'm hitting a high note like CeeLo
I'm higher than high, only see sky
Yeah your top rapper I'm passing them by
And I

grew up in the struggle
Ramen noodles just for dinner
Baby Joe a rap star
So she want me come up in her
Nope
I'm standing strong
I got my back against

Make somebody tell wana enemy say
Joe by all means this year we go make am
Yani abre ama gya kokoo no aso nti
Ode yeko hye poase koraa moa ye be pie

will tell
You look at my skin,my hair, my tatts, my clothes and I saw how you treated me wrong
Live and die by the song, fat ain't singing just yet, so

vibe
She keep that ass to the sky
Heart so cold like outside
Lost so many folks dat I can't even Cry
I just give thanks for the ones by my Side
Cross my

racks Making tracks man all that type of stuff
Ass fat, throw a back Too much room and made it clap
Pockets full of lint I got pockets full of cash
Why

W.R.O.H

Ab-Soul

These Days...

2014

all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I

assertive
Alerted 'em all and curtains fall west of Ventura
Mulling over method in girders, fuck a Joe Smith
I'mma get her over here and I'mma get my toes

like grade 6
But was homeschooled so you wouldn’t know
Was shy a bit then I learned to spit I knew it was my time to grow
I made some diss tracks yeah I